Today’s picture was sent to me by Dropscone who was officiating at the Scottish Boys Golf Championships last week when rain stopped play. I assume that there was no hint of lightning about.
If there had been any play here today, rain would have stopped that too as it was quite wet in the morning. As a result, Dropscone and I had coffee and treacle scones without bicycling first. I was quite pleased as the effort of eating all those scones yesterday at the Waterbeck cream tea event had left me feeling a little too weary for cycling (but not tired for treacle scones strangely).
When Dropscone departed in the continuing rain, I stared out of the window for a while. Sometimes no birds fly at the right time but today they came out in force. A handsome sparrow led the way.
Followed by two chaffinches…
The aerial display was rounded off by a young sparrow trying to share a perch with another youngster.
By this time the rain had stopped and I was able to walk round the garden.
Mrs Tootlepedal went off to work in the afternoon and as the weather had cleared up, I did some work in the garden. I sieved some of the kitchen waste which has been composting for two years and is producing rich material now. The only downside of waiting for two years for material to compost is how little you get out compared with how much you put in.
Then I mowed the middle lawn which is looking as good as can be expected.
Mrs Tootlepedal has cut down one more of the large box balls which are dotted about the garden and I was able to finish uprooting the stump. (She had done most of the heavy work already, needless to say.)
Finally, I gave the yew chicken in the drive a bit of a clip. This is the first time I have done this and I was nervous as it is always easy to make a cut too far and ruin the shape. However, it seemed to come out not too badly.
As you can see, by this time the sun was shining brightly so Sandy and I agreed to make a visit to the Moorland bird feeders in the hope of seeing a woodpecker or two. Our record for making it rain when we visit the feeders is very good and we thought for a moment that we might have succeeded again when we got there…
…but the dark clouds passed and the sunshine remained.
We couldn’t see much when we sat down because of the crowds of woodpeckers which kept getting in our way. We were vastly entertained by them visiting nut and seed feeders, flying high, swooping low and in general putting on a great show. Here are a few of the many snaps that I took.
The young ones were busy chasing each other round the feeders for a lot of the time and there was never a dull moment. I had to leave though to get ready for my flute pupil Luke.
He has been on holiday but he hasn’t neglected his flute practice and we managed to play the whole of the first movement of our Loeillet Trio Sonata, accompanied by the computer playing the keyboard part, without stopping and without a mistake. This was a great moment and we were both very pleased indeed.
For our pudding with our evening meal, Mrs Tootlepedal and I enjoyed a dish of gooseberry fool….
It may not look much but it tasted delicious.
This rounded off a day that started gloomily but ended very well.
You will be surprised to find that the flying bird of the day is one of those skittish woodpeckers.